At Home for Christmas

Wow - I can't believe the time is over already, but I had a fabulous time while at home and other points west. Spent some absolutely wonderful time with the family.

Tried to get my little bros to pose with me - obviously with varying degrees of cooperation.

Had a bit more success with my little sisters
Some more favorite photos . . .

All in all it was a wonderful time and I wish that it would have lasted much longer!

Good to be Home

I have been ill unfortunately. This morning I ventured out of bed to eat a bit, hoping to get some energy back. My little brother, all dressed up in his suit and tie for church (so dashing!), came up to the kitchen table where I sat. With a mischievous glint in his eye, he told me that he had my medicine - and immediately pulled out a bottle of bubbles, repeatedly blowing through the wand to produce a cascade of translucent orbs! We giggled about it for a few minutes before I straitened his tie, fastened his collar buttons and sent him to find his shoes. Laughter really is good medicine.


Little brothers are the best!

The Most Wonderful Time

I have visitors! Dad, Mom and my sister Denise have arrived. It is their first visit to NYC and we plan to pack in as much as we can. We celebrated their arrival by ordering in dinner (a novelty to Mom and Dad) and planning the next couple days. They met my roommates and a few friends dropped by and we were able to just talk.

As we were playing the 'get to know you game', Lyndee and I discovered that we go back further than we ever imagined! To make a long story short...Lyndee's great-grandfather was instrumental in introducing my grandfather to Vale. Through his suggestion, my grandparents visited the town to which they later moved and raised their family. This is also where my parents settled and raised their children - - - including me! Amazing the connections of which we were unaware.

It is so wonderful to have family!

Happy

I feel so at peace today and it is wonderful! That's all.

On the Street

You never know what you might come across on the streets of NYC. As I was coming to work this morning...I walked past three Arabian camels waiting to cross the street. Even here that seemed a bit strange.

First Snow of the Season

This is certainly not what I expected to see when I woke up this morning...
(in case you can't tell - it's snowing!)








I'll be honest, snow has never been my favorite thing - it is cold, and soggy, and associated with too many cold memories involving milking cows :)

But that first snow...it is always amazingly pure and beautiful. It makes me feel like a child...I want to go out and simply play.

Just this afternoon on our way home from church as we were crossing the street, I saw two little girls...they were having such fun with the bit of snow that we had. It was sweet and wonderful to witness the innocence of childhood.


I couldn't help but make a snowman. It is good to feel like a child for a moment. To see the joy.

What do YOU think?

I absolutely despise this response when I've asked a question. If I knew the answer why would I be asking?

For serious, who would verbally illustrate that they don't understand the information when they do? No one. 99% of the questions people ask cause them to look less intelligent. Very few questions have the opposite effect. So isn't it technically not in a persons favor to ask a question?